NOT THE ONE
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The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch  by Hersheys_1602
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"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?" "Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust. "Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. "And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. He's as good as dead then. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? I don't think so. It wasn't simple. She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. Without falling for his charm. NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY. I REPEAT NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it. WARNING : STORY WRITTEN BY ME WHEN I WAS A LOT MORE IMMATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
The experiment. by shrosz
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.
Sadistic Mafia [18+] by m0si33_
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DISCONTINUED !WARNING! The following story includes these subjects: sexual scenes, swearing, light drinking, violence, blood, abusive relationship, rape. If you are uncomfortable with any of those subjects, please click off now. otherwise, enjoy! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Beg for me, gatita." [kitten in spanish] she looked at me with pure hunger. But I wasn't giving in that easy. "No." I remained eye contact, only to regret what I had just said. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When I had originally met my girlfriend, I never guessed she would be the horny sadist I knew today. She put on this... innocent persona at school..but when we were alone, that was an entirely different story. Yes, I am entirely aware that I'm 21, hardly a fucking adult. Sex is an immense part of our relationship. We do it..quite a bunch. She's a sadist, and I'm a masochist, so I suppose it works out in the end. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ranks!!: #68 in lgbtq on December 26th, 2021 #90 in sadist on January 9th, 2022 #104 in masochist on January 9th, 2022 #113 in lgbtq on January 9th, 2022 #112 in sadist on January 10th, 2022 #147 in lgbtq on January 10th, 2022 #674 in lgbt on January 17th, 2022 #569 in lesbian on January 17th, 2022 #120 in lesbianromance on January 17th, 2022 #642 in girlxgirl on January 17th, 2022 #708 in gxg on January 17th, 2022 #137 in lgbtq on January 17th, 2022
War of Praisers by BelovedDarkStranger
24 parts Complete Mature
Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.
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